I still call him Daddy!
- April 6, 2014
“I’ve told you time without number that you spend too much time alone in that your room. Don’t you have any friends to visit?”
“Well, I’m tired of seeing you just sitting around in this house, so just go and sit on the front porch for some time.”
‘Ah ah…, daddy (grumbling) you can’t be serious. You want me to just go and sit outside and be looking at passersby’
‘Yes and I’m very serious. Make sure you count the number of cars that drive by.’
‘Sir?’ (Acting like I didn’t understand a word he’d said)
“I said go outside now!”
‘Yes sir’ [P.S…He spoke to me in Igbo and I replied in English. He doesn’t really like that]
And out I went to the front porch to stare at passersby, all the while wondering what kind of a father gave such an obscene order to his own child. Lol
I can imagine that with all my ‘yes sir’ in the incident I mentioned above, you may have already guessed that my dad is a military officer. Yup he is and his military training did have an effect in the way he raised us- I think. As a child, I thought my dad was the worst kind. He gave too many orders; ‘Ifeoma do this’. ‘You all must do this, this way’. You didn’t mention ‘sir’ when you greeted me and on and on. He seemed too particular about ‘minor’ details that I was usually happier when he wasn’t home.
But as I grew older, I began to realize how mistaken I had been about many of my dad’s actions. He was not perfect-oh no he wasn’t! And no one is. But he did much of what he did in raising I and my siblings because he loved us and wanted us to learn certain character traits he thought would be the best for us. Just like in the incident I narrated above, He had noticed I was becoming a recluse and had asked me to go and sit on the front porch (since I had no friends to visit) in a desperate attempt to help me learn how to be a more sociable person. However, it’s doubtful that tactic worked. LOL.
So dear daddy, as you celebrate another year which God almighty has graciously enabled you to see, I say from the depth of my heart;
– Thank you for being a PresentFather. For although you weren’t always physically present, you made out the time to teach, instruct and discipline us whenever you could- in person and otherwise.
– Thank you for raising me to take responsibility myself and my for younger ones right from an early age. I believe it to be one of the major reasons I’ve become the leader that I athim
– Thank you daddy for teaching me to get my clothes and books ready for school the night before and to iron all my clothes days in advance. Though it may seem trivial, I haven’t losty the habit and its made me a more organized young woman
– Thank you for being so intelligent. You knowledge about many things continues to amaze me.
– Thank you for your many phone calls. I used to think they were a bother. But now I’m thankful because I know many children wished their parents and especially their fathers would show more interest in them and their personal well being.
Daddy, it my prayer that you’d grow to love God more and serve him more. That you go from strength to strength and live out all your appointed days on the earth, in Jesus name. God bless you daddy. ‘Anya Oji’ loves you. LOL!!!!